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I had to write this for class and just had to post this on Facebook. I hope Matt Fuget, Tyler West and everyone from Alcott Elementary remembers this: I was at lunch in the cafeteria as a sixth grade student at Alcott Elementary in Redmond, Washington with all of my closest friends. As a 12-year-old boy, naturally we were all immature. In sixth grade, I was the troublemaker of the class and definitely the ringleader of the sixth grade boys. I was constantly getting in trouble, not for being mean or anything like that, but just for being silly and dumb. So at the cafeteria table with Matt Fuget, Tyler West, Iden Ferdos, Nick Donnelly and Casey Murray, we all start to talk about the amount of trouble that we’ve been in and how many times we had been to the principal’s office. Suddenly, we realize that our good friend Matt Fuget never got into any trouble at all. Matt’s trademark clothing in sixth grade was a massively oversized orange sweatshirt that he refused to take off. Matt defends himself and tries to reason that he actually has gotten into some trouble. Nobody at the table is buying into Matt’s argument. Matt was harmless and never got into any real trouble and we all knew it. I was sitting directly in front of Matt on the other side of the table. Now the whole table is taking verbal jabs at Matt and calling him either too soft or too scared. After this festers for minutes and minutes on end, the temperature of the table keeps rising and rising. Finally, Matt Fuget could not take it anymore. He lost it. Matt leaned all the way across the table and yelled into my face, “Oh yeah Dan, I never get into trouble!” As he said this, Matt grabbed a carrot right off of my lunch tray and he blindly heaved it behind his back halfway across the cafeteria. It was a majestic toss, with plenty of hang time and power to sail clear across the cafeteria. As fate would have it, the carrot landed right in between the eyeball and the glasses’ frame of a tall Asian girl. The carrot wedged right between her eye and her glasses. It was a one-in-a-million shot and our table chock full of elementary school immaturity levels, heaved and celebrated in victorious laughter. It was one of the best moments of my young 12-year-old life. It felt like some sort of a victory, like our table of hooligans had accomplished some great feat. Sure enough, Matt Fuget finally got into trouble that day.
Posted on: Wed, 29 Jan 2014 05:13:29 +0000

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